A close- up shot captures M4RYM, a woman with raven- black hair cascading down her shoulders, sitting cross- legged on an antique wooden stool in the dimly lit corner of a vintage bookstore. Her eyes are closed, lost in thought as she cradles a delicate silver necklace between her fingers, the soft glow from the dusty chandelier above casting an ethereal light across her relaxed face, revealing a radiant smile that exudes warmth and tranquility